Muezza…

Every silence feels heavier. I still look for you in shadows, in quiet corners, in the places you loved to hide. I keep wondering if you’re scared, if you’re cold, if you’re looking for me the same way I’m looking for you.

It hurts in a way I can’t put into words… like a soft ache that never leaves. You were such a small life, but you filled such a huge part of my heart and now that space feels painfully empty.

No matter how many days pass, I will keep waiting. I will keep hoping that one day, when the world is quiet, I’ll turn around and see you running back into my arms… like you never left.